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Life in the cold palace felt like an endless abyss of darkness, every moment filled with pain and suffering. The dilapidated and decaying buildings shone a desolate light, a chilling wind sweeping through them unhindered. As night fell, the bone-chilling cold relentlessly intruded, while the nagging buzz of mosquitoes added to the vexation. Yet, Su Jin never slacked off or retreated. She knew in her heart that to break free from the shackles of this tragic fate, she had to be bold and proactive, to secure that precious glimmer of life and hope.

Su Jin often sat quietly by the dilapidated, drafty window of the cold palace. The faint, sparse sunlight struggled to filter through the mottled, time-worn window lattice, scattering scattered light onto her haggard features. But this scattered warmth could not dispel the abyssal haze that thickened her eyes. She lost herself in reminiscing and pondering Concubine Xian's past, intent on accurately identifying Concubine Shu's fatal flaws from the complex, tangled mess of the past.

Recalling her experiences in the modern world, Su Jin's heart is filled with unspeakable pain. Upon graduation, she was cruelly abandoned by her heartless boyfriend, who shamelessly released their intimate photos, subjecting her to endless accusations and criticism. In a trance, she tragically fell from a building while trying to pick up a takeout order. She had never anticipated that fate would bring her to this very moment.

During her regular training, Su Jin would skillfully craft small, exquisite handicrafts using the limited and worn-out materials of the cold palace. From these long-abandoned, tattered fabrics, she stitched them, stitch by stitch, into exquisite purses, her meticulous work revealing endless patience and ingenuity. Using scraps of nearly scattered silk thread, she wove unique and whimsical pendants. These small handicrafts, for her, offered little more than a solace amidst the harshness of life in the cold palace, serving only to pass the time. While crafting these objects, she secretly vowed to change her dire situation and regain all she had lost.

One day, while sorting through Concubine Xian's belongings, Su Jin was pleasantly surprised to discover a yellowed notebook. The pages looked worn and worn by time, yet the handwriting remained graceful and elegant, as if gently recounting every detail of the past. Overjoyed, she began to carefully leaf through the pages, as if she had found a treasure.

The notes meticulously record the kindness and sincere friendship displayed by Concubine Xian and Concubine De as they jointly rescued a wounded bird. At that moment, their compassionate care for that fragile creature exemplified the beauty of human nature. The notes also describe the deep bond forged between Concubine Yi and Concubine Xian while admiring a breathtakingly beautiful flower in the imperial garden. The fragrance of that flower still lingers in their hearts, a testament to that beautiful time. Furthermore, the connection between Concubine Rong and Concubine Xian, sparked by a moving piece of music at a palace banquet, was forged. In that moment, the music's beautiful melody connected their hearts. Furthermore, Concubine Xian meticulously analyzes and evaluates Concubine De's integrity and straightforwardness, Concubine Yi's gentleness and delicateness, and Concubine Rong's intelligence and quick-wittedness. These heartwarming and beautiful memories reinforced Su Jin's conviction that repairing her relationship with them was both hopeful and feasible.

Through this handwritten journal, Su Jin was pleasantly surprised to discover that these concubines, once close friends with Concubine Xian, had gradually drifted apart due to Concubine Shu's malicious and ill-intentioned provocations, and their relationship had become almost estranged. Su Jin, fully aware of her own limited power, began to plot how to reconcile with these concubines, resolve past misunderstandings and discord, and ultimately strengthen her own power to challenge Concubine Shu.

Just as Su Jin was deep in thought, Xiao Taozi hurried over, her face etched with anxiety and trepidation, her eyes etched with deep fear. "Your Majesty, this is terrible! I just ran into Xiao Shunzi, a former palace servant. He secretly told me that Concubine Shu seems to be secretly plotting something nefarious again. I don't know the specifics, but I'm sure she has bad intentions." Su Jin frowned upon hearing this, a wave of anxiety rising within her, but she quickly regained her composure and began to calmly consider her response.

Meanwhile, Concubine Shu was still beaming and arrogant in the palace. When she overheard some of Su Jin's actions in the cold palace, she smiled contemptuously, her face full of disdain, and said with disdain, "What earth-shattering tricks can a deposed concubine who was ruthlessly banished to the cold palace come up with?"

However, she had not anticipated that Su Jin was quietly and silently accumulating strength step by step, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon and fly high, silently waiting for the perfect opportunity to counterattack, ready to give Concubine Shu a heavy and powerful blow.

In the quiet and desolate cold palace, Su Jin often reminisced about modern life, even imagining it was all just a dream, hoping to return to the present moment. Although she deeply resented her unfaithful boyfriend, she was about to start a job at the prestigious factory she dreamed of. She hadn't called her grandparents in ages and wondered how her grandmother's cough was doing. And her furry little teddy bear was still there. It was a world away from the treacherous court. However, after days of diligent attempts, even recreating the scene of her fall, she finally realized that there was no way back. She had to make the best of it and use her wisdom and courage to carve out a niche for herself in this deep palace.